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With the boxes ready, I pulled out my phone and dialed one of my trusted subordinates.

I explained the situation and asked him to come over and pick up the boxes for delivery to my house. He assured me that it would be taken care of promptly.

As I hung up, I took a moment to gaze around the room, the memories of the past day and night flooding my thoughts. It was amazing how much could change in such a short period.

And as I looked at Sophia, still peacefully asleep, I decided to make her something to eat when she woke up.

It was a simple breakfast of scrambled eggs, fresh vegetables, and toasted bread. A light and wholesome meal, perfect for starting the day.

As I flipped the eggs, I felt a familiar pair of arms wrap around my stomach. Even before I turned around, I knew it was Sophia. The warmth of her touch against my back sent a pleasant shiver down my spine.

"You're up early," I remarked, my voice tinged with a smile.

She leaned her head against my back, her voice soft and affectionate. "Couldn't let you do all the work alone."

I turned off the stove and gently placed the spatula down, turning in her embrace to face her.

The sight of her tousled hair and the sleepiness still lingering in her eyes was endearing. Our eyes met, and in that moment, words weren't necessary.

We shared a quiet, intimate moment, standing there wrapped in each other's arms. It was a domestic yet profoundly comforting feeling, as if we were already carving out a space for ourselves in this new chapter of our lives.

"You know," she mused, her lips curving into a teasing smile, "I didn't know you were capable of cooking."

I chuckled, brushing a strand of hair away from her face. "I have a few hidden talents."

She laughed softly, the sound like music to my ears. "Well, I'm impressed. Maybe you can cook more often."

"Consider it a deal," I replied, leaning down to kiss her forehead gently.

Reluctantly, she untangled herself from our embrace, her expression slightly regretful. "As much as I'd love to stay here, I think a shower and some fresh clothes are in order."

I nodded in agreement. "I'll finish up here."

With a lingering smile, she headed to the shower, leaving me to prepare breakfast.

After breakfast, Sophia and I went to my house. As we approached, I couldn't help but be amused by the look of astonishment on her face. Her eyes widened, and she blinked several times as if trying to take in the grandeur before her.

I couldn't blame her for the reaction. My house was more than just a house – it was a sprawling estate that had been in my family for generations.

It stood tall and regal, surrounded by meticulously maintained gardens and a wrought-iron fence. The architecture blended classical and modern, with large windows allowing natural light to flood in.

As we entered the front door, a spacious foyer was adorned with elegant chandeliers and marble flooring.

To the left, a grand staircase curved upwards, leading to the upper floors.

To the right, a cozy sitting area was arranged with plush couches and tasteful artwork adorning the walls.

Sophia's gaze wandered around in wonder, and I couldn't help but smile. "Impressed?" I asked with a playful glint in my eyes.

She turned to me, her expression a mix of surprise and amusement. "More like stunned. This is... quite the place."

I chuckled. "It's been in my family for a while. I'm the current caretaker."

As I showed her around, I led her to the spacious living room that opened to a terrace overlooking a meticulously landscaped garden.

Sophia's eyes widened even more as she took in the view. "This is incredible.”

I grinned. "Well, it's not every day you get to move into a mansion."

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